Chapter 228: If you don't delete it, you won't delete it!
Yang Yaqi was stunned for a few seconds. After digesting Zhao Fan's words, she felt relieved. The mastermind behind the kid's name was now reaping the consequences. She was so excited that she rushed over and hugged him without thinking too much.
He said: "Master Zhao is mighty!"
"Ahem..." Zhao Fan's body felt like an electric shock, and he said dumbfounded: "It's understandable to celebrate when you're excited, but...men and women don't get close to each other."
Yang Yaqi froze, then let go and lowered her head shyly: "I'm sorry, Master, I got too carried away."
Normally, her hug would be the dream of many men, but now, she was rejected, but she still couldn't get angry. It was as if the other person had a special charm, attracting him with every word and deed. This feeling was very strange.
.
Yang Yaqi's heart suddenly beat wildly. Oh no, he must have fallen in love with this young Master Zhao, right?
Immediately, her cheeks turned as pink as peach blossoms, and she could clearly feel the heat rising from her pores.
At this time, Sister Lan saw Yang Yaqi's embarrassment, so she changed the subject and said: "Master Zhao, who is the mastermind behind this? He dared to play dirty tricks against Yaqi, which almost caused her to be ruined."
"He called himself a public figure. Before he could ask me, he was scared to death. He is still unconscious in 501 next door." Zhao Fan opened his phone, turned to the photo album and said to them: "I took this.
Take the photo and see if you recognize me."
After hearing this, Yang Yaqi and Sister Lan stared at the phone screen. There was a naked man on it, and that face... made them extremely familiar. They said in unison: "Zheng Jianan?"
"Oh?" Zhao Fan felt it sounded familiar, and after a moment he remembered that Lin Qianqian mentioned last night that it was Yang Yaqi's on-screen CP.
"I really didn't expect it to be him." Sister Lan slammed the table angrily and said, "He is one of the popular young men. He has been trying every possible means to pursue Yaqi. But Yaqi has no feelings for Zheng Jianan.
About half a year ago, I completely severed contact with him and blocked him in all ways. Calculating the time, Yaqi’s decline in stardom really started from that time.”
"Alas..." Yang Yaqi sighed and said, "I can't help it, I just can't like him. Maybe my rejection was too direct, which made him hate me."
"No." Zhao Fan corrected him with a serious look: "I still don't believe that there are six words in the world, 'human nature is inherently good' in the world. This nature is just because there was no chance to inspire it in the past, so your rejection is not
His reason for harming you was just a trigger. Facts have proved that your refusal was right."
"What the master said makes sense." Yang Yaqi looked at him like a little fangirl.
Sister Lan looked at Yaqi's soul as if she had been seduced, and she couldn't help but smile in her heart. In the past, Xiaohuadan, who seemed to have no love cells, finally fell in love today?
But the other party is a miraculous master. He can photograph objects from a distance, use yang symbols to match yin... and other methods, which have subverted their three views. It is very difficult to touch such a existence, because the big star is in his presence.
In the eyes, there may be no difference from ordinary people.
A rare secret of love, if you meet the wrong person at the wrong time, it may be destined to end before it even begins.
Zhao Fan didn't know what Sister Lan was thinking. He smiled and said: "Ya Qi, now it's time to talk about remuneration."
Yang Yaqi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said: "Master Zhao, if you want as much as you want, just ask, within my ability, I won't hesitate at all."
Although it was said to be free at first, but now she is willing to pay even if it is charged. This master has really helped her resolve a catastrophe!
When Sister Lan remembered what happened last night, she smiled knowingly and did not interrupt.
Then, Zhao Fan compared a finger.
Yang Yaqi asked speculatively: "One hundred million? Okay, I will transfer the money to you right now."
"No." Zhao Fan shook his head slightly and said, "Just take a coin with a face value of one yuan and make it a symbol."
Sister Lan said in her heart that it was indeed the case again, and more than that, she took another high look at the master, and when faced with the heavy reward of 100 million, she refused without even blinking an eyelid.
Yang Yaqi suspected that he had heard wrongly, so he asked in shock: "Master Zhao, is it a coin?"
"Yes." Zhao Fan nodded.
Yang Yaqi blushed again for no reason, and she thought to herself: "I only charge one yuan. Could it be that Master Zhao has that kind of interest in me?" Then she rummaged through her wallet, took out a coin and handed it over.
When Zhao Fan received it, he opened his eyes and saw that the merit coin was ready!
Now, there are twenty-two!
"Then I'll take my leave." Zhao Fan took off his coat and trousers, leaving only his vest and pants. Then he held the phone, turned around and started walking.
Yang Yaqi and Sister Lan looked at each other, and then left freely? A poem by Xu Zhimo came to their minds: Gently I left, just as I came gently.
Not only that, they also left behind a set of clothes!
When Zhao Fan took three steps, he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something, turned sideways and said: "By the way, Yaqi, my fiancée is your fan, can I get some autographs and signed photos?"
"fiancée?"
Yang Yaqi looked at Zhao Fan in disbelief. He already had a fiancée! But her heart was pounding... Then she nodded in despair: "Oh, okay."
Sister Lan felt bad, God had arranged a man who made Yaqi's heart beat, but he had a strong reputation!
Next, Yang Yaqi found a photo album in her suitcase that she had taken just a few days ago. There were more than forty exquisite photos of different costumes and different expressions and movements. She signed each page carefully and asked:
"Master Zhao, what is your fiancée's name?"
"Lin Qianqian." Zhao Fan said doubtfully.
"Well..." Yang Yaqi wrote this sentence on the inside cover of the photo album, "I wish Master Zhao and Miss Lin Qianqian happiness and a happy marriage for a hundred years."
Then, he signed ten more pages with sticky notes, sealed the entire book plus the photo album in a bag and gave it to Zhao Fan.
"This is a bit much, haha, but she should be happy." Zhao Fan held the bag in his arms as if he had found a treasure.
"Wait a minute." At this time, Sister Lan spoke, and she smiled and said: "Master, this is not fair."
Zhao Fan was confused, "Ah? What does Sister Lan mean by this?"
"If we meet by chance, just leave your contact information in exchange!" Sister Lan put her agent's negotiation skills to full use and added: "WeChat, mobile phone number, choose one."
"Sister Lan..." Yang Yaqi nervously pulled down the former's clothes.
Sister Lan looked calm on the surface, but in reality she was very guilty. She was worried about making Master Zhao displeased, but she persisted for the sake of Yaqi's almost zero hope.
After a while, Zhao Fan nodded and said, "No problem, I'll give it all to you. If you have anything in the future, just let me know and I'll help you if you can."
He was in a good mood at this time, so he responded to all requests.
Yang Yaqi saved Zhao Fan's mobile phone number, added his WeChat account and said: "Thank you, master."
However, she was not happy at all. Although the other party was holding her photo album and autograph, he was giving it to his fiancée...
"Then... I'll see you later." Zhao Fan came to the wall, and with a thought, he performed the transformation. In an instant, 501 appeared on the other side of the wall. He took off his bag and shoes and put them in the Jialan Sumeru Jade.
Looking at Zheng Jianan who was still unconscious on the sofa, he shook his head and sighed, then put on his disposable slippers, opened the door and left Xieyang Hotel in a big way.
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And the 502 on this side of the wall.
Yang Yaqi and Sister Lan were stunned, and suddenly disappeared on the spot?
Is the master a human or a ghost?
"Master Zhao, maybe he is a god who strayed into the mortal world..." Yang Yaqi sighed slightly, squatted on the ground, put his hands on his chin and looked at the men's coat and trousers on the sofa in a daze.
"Yaqi, I helped you get his mobile phone number and WeChat ID." Sister Lan said from the side.
"What's the use? Master Zhao already has a fiancée. He must love her very much, right? I really envy that girl named Lin Qianqian." As Yang Yaqi spoke, she suddenly came to her senses and said repeatedly: "Lan Qianqian"
Sister, what do you mean? I've only known him for less than a day, and we haven't even spoken a few words. How could he have such thoughts? You also insisted on the number, and I don't think it takes up space."
"Tsk, tsk, is this the legendary duplicity?" Sister Lan grabbed her phone and said with a smile: "If it doesn't make sense, I'll delete it."
"Don't."
Yang Yaqi snatched the phone back and snorted coldly: "The address book has a lot of space, and one more number is not much. Besides, it's good to have a master as a friend. If you don't delete it, you won't delete it!"